The rain that had begun to fall soon after the hunt was over didn’t let up for the next several days. While Kit was thankful that it gave her the opportunity to get to know the Representatives a little better inside of the castle where they were less spread out and easier to access in groups, by the fourth day of torrential downpours, she was beginning to feel a little cooped up.
She was also frustrated with her search for more information about the house in the woods. Having already asked every person she could think of that she even remotely trusted and been turned away with either a response that they didn’t even know what house she spoke of or no answer whatsoever, Kit was aware there was more to the tale than others were letting on. Even her own beloved grandmother, the Queen Mother,
